what do you gain from all that you've done
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everything comes to an end
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ages will go and ages will come
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and who will remember you then
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all that has been it will be again
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what has been done will be done
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clouds will return at the end of the rain
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and nothing is new, nothing under the sun
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what if i build you a house or a park
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what if i bought you a slave
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silver and gold and the treasure of kings
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with satin to line your grave
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as sure as the dust will return to the ground
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your knowledge will soon be gone
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as sure as a man should enjoy what he does
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nothing is new, nothing under the sun
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so everything is meaningless and so we carry on
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until we face the consequence of everything we've done
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Under The Sun
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